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- 1-3 posts per week
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- Often evenings between 5 to 11AM CET (central european time).
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- Intermediate
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- Adaptable
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- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Sci-fi, fantasy, magic, slice of life, supernatural, steampunk
Testing. Testing. Can you hear me?
Well, of course you can.
Listen, you've an important task to fulfill.
They are everywhere and no one can go against them.
You.
Are the only one who can do it.
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A squeaking sound went through his ears and it felt like a very small laserbeam went through the head, it was painful, but not as painful as the stinging feeling when opening your eyes and a white light is shining right at your eyes, making you squint as the light disappeared. His vision was blurry and everything was dark, not knowing where he was or who he is. When his eyes got custom with the view he realized he was in some sort of huge cylinder filled with... water? No, it was something else, how else could he look without his eyes getting hurt. When the surrounding was more viewable the dark blue light shining up some of the checkered stone floor and some sort of huge pit that looked a bit old with rust and metal that have fallen off, it was hard to say how big it was since it was hard to move the head, it felt like something was grabbing your neck, preventing you from moving around freely. The blue light came from a window with atleast 16 small squares filled with glass and wood to hold everything up, it was hard to tell the right time but it was probably night. The liquid inside this huge cylinder didn't taste anything nor did it seem that he needed to breathe.
He tried to move his hands but as the same with the neck, something was preventing him from moving, it was strong and short since you only could move only an inch. This situation didn't seem dangerous but he still felt a bit nervous, something was not right and what was the voice just now? It was a mans voice, not a young one, but older, though it isn't someone you know, yet the voice still felt like you've heard it before and it was calming.
But now was not the time, he had to get out of there.
With enough force on the hands and arms he could make what was holding him back more softer on their grip and soon, like a click, they loosen their grip from the cylinder itself. Apparently, was was holding him back was some sort of small movable rubber tubes, now the arms was free but his legs was still not free yet but with the help of his hands it was easier to take it away but the space inside the cylinder made it still hard to move. After some struggle he finally pulled out the small tubes from his body and looked around inside the cylinder, nothing. This far and nothing? No, there had to be some way out of this little glass coffin. He poked the glass, wondering and thinking as he started to very carefully hit the glass, nothing hurt. Then a harder hit, still didn't hurt and then he tried to give it all as a small crack got visible, the liquids pressure was making a force towards the crack as he hit the glass once more and he made a hole and the liquid was flooding out, but it was still not enough. So with his hand he hit and took away glass so the hole would get bigger so he could get out, he was now free but with the price to have wounds on his hands and arms. He looked around and then saw that on the cylinder was a small tag with letters and numbers on. Nr. C2.14 it said. Was that his name? Suddenly another sound appeared as red light started to lit up the room, he had to get out of there, he didn't know why, but he felt that he had to.
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Far into the future many discoveries were found, new medicine was made, new buildings build as everyone got more and more reliable to the internet and electricity. But there is one thing ruling them all.
Shihai Zunõ Corporation.
At first it was only a game to use helmets, then the world of these helmets got even more attention for it's purpose later was to control, control all the ones wearing the helmets but then, the helmets was not nesseccary any longer, now the company could control the human brain themselves without any help from helmets thanks to several small chips. No one can think for themselves, no one can move their hand themselves, no one can do anything. All, brain dead, obey orders without their understanding.
Who can stop all this madness from the Shihai Zuno Corporation?
Who can move on their own and control their own body?
Who have fled from the control of the chip?
Who have destroyed it?
Who can destroy it?
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A small group in the sand filled area outside the city with light and control have fled, but they need help. They need someone, anything at all to be able to get inside the city and to the corp., to go against the whole world thereafter in order to save humanity.
They are hiding in the sand, behinde their scarfs and weapons.
Frightened, angry, nervous and sad about what have become of the humanity.
Who can destroy the chip?
Who can destroy the corporation if not us?
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Well, of course you can.
Listen, you've an important task to fulfill.
They are everywhere and no one can go against them.
You.
Are the only one who can do it.
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A squeaking sound went through his ears and it felt like a very small laserbeam went through the head, it was painful, but not as painful as the stinging feeling when opening your eyes and a white light is shining right at your eyes, making you squint as the light disappeared. His vision was blurry and everything was dark, not knowing where he was or who he is. When his eyes got custom with the view he realized he was in some sort of huge cylinder filled with... water? No, it was something else, how else could he look without his eyes getting hurt. When the surrounding was more viewable the dark blue light shining up some of the checkered stone floor and some sort of huge pit that looked a bit old with rust and metal that have fallen off, it was hard to say how big it was since it was hard to move the head, it felt like something was grabbing your neck, preventing you from moving around freely. The blue light came from a window with atleast 16 small squares filled with glass and wood to hold everything up, it was hard to tell the right time but it was probably night. The liquid inside this huge cylinder didn't taste anything nor did it seem that he needed to breathe.
He tried to move his hands but as the same with the neck, something was preventing him from moving, it was strong and short since you only could move only an inch. This situation didn't seem dangerous but he still felt a bit nervous, something was not right and what was the voice just now? It was a mans voice, not a young one, but older, though it isn't someone you know, yet the voice still felt like you've heard it before and it was calming.
But now was not the time, he had to get out of there.
With enough force on the hands and arms he could make what was holding him back more softer on their grip and soon, like a click, they loosen their grip from the cylinder itself. Apparently, was was holding him back was some sort of small movable rubber tubes, now the arms was free but his legs was still not free yet but with the help of his hands it was easier to take it away but the space inside the cylinder made it still hard to move. After some struggle he finally pulled out the small tubes from his body and looked around inside the cylinder, nothing. This far and nothing? No, there had to be some way out of this little glass coffin. He poked the glass, wondering and thinking as he started to very carefully hit the glass, nothing hurt. Then a harder hit, still didn't hurt and then he tried to give it all as a small crack got visible, the liquids pressure was making a force towards the crack as he hit the glass once more and he made a hole and the liquid was flooding out, but it was still not enough. So with his hand he hit and took away glass so the hole would get bigger so he could get out, he was now free but with the price to have wounds on his hands and arms. He looked around and then saw that on the cylinder was a small tag with letters and numbers on. Nr. C2.14 it said. Was that his name? Suddenly another sound appeared as red light started to lit up the room, he had to get out of there, he didn't know why, but he felt that he had to.
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Far into the future many discoveries were found, new medicine was made, new buildings build as everyone got more and more reliable to the internet and electricity. But there is one thing ruling them all.
Shihai Zunõ Corporation.
At first it was only a game to use helmets, then the world of these helmets got even more attention for it's purpose later was to control, control all the ones wearing the helmets but then, the helmets was not nesseccary any longer, now the company could control the human brain themselves without any help from helmets thanks to several small chips. No one can think for themselves, no one can move their hand themselves, no one can do anything. All, brain dead, obey orders without their understanding.
Who can stop all this madness from the Shihai Zuno Corporation?
Who can move on their own and control their own body?
Who have fled from the control of the chip?
Who have destroyed it?
Who can destroy it?
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A small group in the sand filled area outside the city with light and control have fled, but they need help. They need someone, anything at all to be able to get inside the city and to the corp., to go against the whole world thereafter in order to save humanity.
They are hiding in the sand, behinde their scarfs and weapons.
Frightened, angry, nervous and sad about what have become of the humanity.
Who can destroy the chip?
Who can destroy the corporation if not us?
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You're one of the people whom have fled from the city and terror, you're now in a small group. Your destination is to get to the corporation and then destroy whatever is controlling all the humans. You need to destroy the chips. But then, there's the rest of the world. As you fight for good, brain dead zombies will go after you and also those who is in control. But you need better weapons, you need to find a way inside and also how to get through the system without being noticable. There is a lot to think of and there is a lot to go through. But you have a destination, a goal. To end all this.
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Rules:
No god-mod, you can be a strong hunk but there are limits on how powerful you can get.
Don't be rude to the others even if it's to their character, if the characters going to be all, mean-but-its-a-joke buddies you can discuss that with each other, but don't go too far.
I want to be able to read your posts and understand what you mean, so write as clear as possible.
You can have as many characters as you want, but have a main one.
Have fun and write as much as you like! ^_^
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Character sheet:
Name
Age
Gender
Appearence:
Interest (What do your character like or take interest to?)
Non-interest: (What do your character not like?)
Weakness:
Background
Other
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My character:
Name: C2.14
Age: ??
Gender: Male
Appearence: 1,93cm, weights ??, muscular yet somewhat skinny, coal black hair and orange colored eyes, strong and straight lined face with a tense glare and doesn't smile often. White clean skin and not much official body hair excpet his short hair reaching his neck and behinde his ear. Round metal marks from where the tubes was on his body. Places; A big circle on the back of his head but is hideable with his hair, both the arms between the shoulder and elbow, both hands on the wrist, on the legs between the ass and kneecap and behinde the feets. Everything except the spine on the back was tied up.
Bandages on both of his arms and hands, black coat with a black tank top under withsome sort of a red star mark on, black bottoms that are not too tight nor too saggy but good to move in, dark gray boots with red strings and a purple scarf to hide under from the winds. Haven't found anything to protect his eyes yet.
Interest: The world, Robots
Non-Interest: Guards, Tight spaces
Background: Heard a mysterious voice as he then woke up inside a cylinder, he then after some hours escaped and is now lost inside the city, not remembering anything.
Weakness: Amnesia, pretty clumsy after being stuck inside the cylinder
Other: He've amnesia and doesn't remember anything escept one picture inside his head of two silver robots not entierly done yet, he also have some sort of metal looking coin or opening on the back of his head but all the hair is hiding it.
If you've questions, please PM me or comment. ^_^